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My savior was born a man,
He came from heaven, but a man is what he became.
Ordinary, fallen, vulnerable, weak, and confused.
He became all of this and more,
For he knew that only in the form of a servant,
Could he save the lost, and set the captives free.
But there came a time,
I tell you, there came a time,
When he rose up and claimed his former self,
And knew his nature,
I am that I am, He said.
I am that I am.
I was born a boy.
Ordinary, fallen, vulnerable, weak, and confused.
Almost worthy of the condemnation that this world has shamed upon me and
mine,
Almost worthy of the epistemological inferiority, that the world complexly imputes
to me,
I was born a boy,
Full of rage and anger, when they called me “boy” out of their own confusion.
But I came to a man, who is a God, but was a man,
And said, “Lord transform me, my God, transform me into what you will for me to
be”
And he showed me pain.
And he showed me sorrow.
But there came a time,
When I rose up, and claimed the impossible,
To be a child and man simultaneously,
I was born a boy,
But I came to a man, who is a God, but was a man,
And said, “Lord transform me, my God, transform me into what you will for me to
be”
And he showed me pain.
And he showed me sorrow.
But there came a time,
When I rose up, and claimed the impossible,
To be a child and man simultaneously,
And now I can look American hypocrisy in the face, and say “God Bless You”
And now I can look klu Klux klan firemen in the eye and say I love you.
Black, beautiful, strong, fearless, and resolute to endure,
Black, beautiful, strong, fearless, and resolute to right this world’s wrong and still
retain my childlike disposition.
I am a man, I tell you.
And that is more than enough!
For once I strived to rise above, but now I seek to rise in love.
For once I strived to get revenge, but now I seek that hatred end.
And men and boys and women to, would claim the light of victory.
Not because of me, I see, but because of a man, who was a God.
And became fallen, vulnerable, weak, and feeble,
As I felt in a time of trial,
Not because of me, I see, but because of a man, who claimed his former self
and rose to set me free.
And now, I am true.
Not perfect but a man nonetheless.
I was born a boy,
But I reached to the sky, and said, “God help me”
And now, I AM THAT I AM, I AM MAN!
All rise for the Honorable D.O.J. is now presiding, Guilty was all that I was embracing, everyone knew that I had done it, yet God had a different decree that He was making, Gun shots ringing out as my pointer finger pressed down, releasing the rage and self hatred within me, screaming within I ain't gonna be afraid no more, remanded 3 years up state, white supremacist ideology like a cancer destroying all the antibodies inside of me, sieg heil-white power was a river of ignorance, that wouldn't be contained inside of me, getting my veins pumped full of poison once again, as I held out my arms willingly, a dad three times over, and all I knew was insanity, afraid of everything within and outside of me, PLEASE GOD DON'T LET THIS BE THE END OF ME!!! Thank You for allowing that man to die Lord, and coming Holy Spirit to Live inside of me, you allowed the rope to break at 12, and the pills to not complete their objective at 19, flagrant and consuming alcohol and drug abuse, from an early age and for so long, self destruction came so naturally, the cult I called Faith spoke a hatred to everything inside of me, unless I evolved to the watchtower doppelganger that greedily beckoned me, it seemed ingrained within my genetic makeup and biology, You revealed the Lies I had consumed blindly and so happily, Instead of Mystery You chose a Face to Face, instead of Hatred and condemnation, You gave me a New Name, New Life, New Identity, To Love the Unlovable, Reach the unreachable, teach the unteachable, Heal the Sick Raise the Dead Cast out demons, You've called me into all these Possibilities, changing the path of the outcast the broken the marginalized, the poor the rich the known and the unknown, Alpha and Omega, You've Always been and will Always be, You said Mercy Triumphs Over Judgment, I will take Your Punishment upon me Nailed to that Cross unrecognizable, because of the wrath that Has Been brought upon Me, So Your Honor I will stand in the Gap and take the sentence of Death and Wrath that is rightfully His, all I can think is what scandalous Grace is this, what do I do now is the all consuming unanswered epiphany, He then Looks at me, make it known what I'VE done for you, and come and Have Intimacy with me, I will share with you True Freedom you've longed for yet never known, New Life my son, now hold my hand and Let's go
All rise for the Honorable D.O.J. is now presiding, Guilty was all that I was embracing, everyone knew that I had done it, yet God had a different decree that He was making, Gun shots ringing out as my pointer finger pressed down, releasing the rage and self hatred within me, screaming within I ain't gonna be afraid no more, remanded 3 years up state, white supremacist ideology like a cancer destroying all the antibodies inside of me, sieg heil-white power was a river of ignorance, that wouldn't be contained inside of me, getting my veins pumped full of poison once again, as I held out my arms willingly, a dad three times over, and all I knew was insanity, afraid of everything within and outside of me, PLEASE GOD DON'T LET THIS BE THE END OF ME!!! Thank You for allowing that man to die Lord, and coming Holy Spirit to Live inside of me, you allowed the rope to break at 12, and the pills to not complete their objective at 19, flagrant and consuming alcohol and drug abuse, from an early age and for so long, self destruction came so naturally, the cult I called Faith spoke a hatred to everything inside of me, unless I evolved to the watchtower doppelganger that greedily beckoned me, it seemed ingrained within my genetic makeup and biology, You revealed the Lies I had consumed blindly and so happily, Instead of Mystery You chose a Face to Face, instead of Hatred and condemnation, You gave me a New Name, New Life, New Identity, To Love the Unlovable, Reach the unreachable, teach the unteachable, Heal the Sick Raise the Dead Cast out demons, You've called me into all these Possibilities, changing the path of the outcast the broken the marginalized, the poor the rich the known and the unknown, Alpha and Omega, You've Always been and will Always be, You said Mercy Triumphs Over Judgment, I will take Your Punishment upon me Nailed to that Cross unrecognizable, because of the wrath that Has Been brought upon Me, So Your Honor I will stand in the Gap and take the sentence of Death and Wrath that is rightfully His, all I can think is what scandalous Grace is this, what do I do now is the all consuming unanswered epiphany, He then Looks at me, make it known what I'VE done for you, and come and Have Intimacy with me, I will share with you True Freedom you've longed for yet never known, New Life my son, now hold my hand and Let's go
Perfectly conceived in the Almighty’s omniscience
she was breathed with life wondrously by the Creator
granted full freedom to accomplish entrusted role
which according to the Scriptures, is “an help meet for him*.”
As such, what right has anyone to chain her?
to imprison her soul?
to enslave her being?
to diminish her feminine quality?
Completing the man by virtue of her God-granted attributes
she is vitally needed with her significance
a home can’t be a home without her
and a family devoid of her touch loses its verity.
Then why is she treated as a mere possession?
as an object of masculine’s lust?
as a darling partner to meet sexual cravings for a night?
as a comfort-giver who is not emotionally compensated?
The woman awesomely created by the Sovereign
is that lady with a unique task to perform
she can be your daughter, sister, mother, or girl friend
who’s doing her very best --- thru love's commitment of gracious trust.
Woe unto anyone who is undermining her and her personhood
mistreating her contrary to justice essence
abusing her against righteousness precept
minimizing her worth along unfair value system.
In the name of the Lord Who is the great Defender
the ultimate fortress, protector and sustainer of life...
everyone is called upon to stop chaining the woman…
since depriving her of genuine freedom means mankind’s liberty-loss.
Christ be praised for His compassion-propelled dealings
with women during His earthly ministry:
He showed them His care, forgiveness, comfort, appreciation
...brought to them healing of wellness favour
reaching-out to those grieving with mercy...
...lifted the ones humiliated publicly, granting His pardon…
rescuing their repentant souls from the condemnation of sin’s wages.
As a woman privileged to enjoy God-driven freedom bliss
I strive with faith to help advocate for human lawful rights
while praying for and assisting victims of "violence against women"
and spiritually leading them to the divine freedom Source.
*Genesis 2:23 And Adam said, This is now bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh: she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man.
August 31, 2020
3rd place, "Woman in chains" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Hamilton; judged on 9/1/2020.
John 8:7
“So when they continued asking him, he lifted up himself, and said unto them, He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.”
Sipping herbal tea, my mind goes back
to the time when you said to me…
… let him without sin, cast the first stone…
The memory trembles in me, a reflection
of a promise that awaits, a seed
planted by the love that You provided
when you saved me from the worst grief
when you saved me from the darkest fear
when you saved me from the unending hell
where I’d never know what it means to feel
the love that is beyond description…
love this alive – it’s convincing, convicting
allows me to see into the meaning
You silenced the disparaging – the critics
those who might have stoned me
with their silence, their condemnation,
all the reasons for hurling that first rock –
a rock of reproach, blame, denunciation…
sipping my tea, my mind reminds me
from where I have come –
the fear, the doubt, the angry shouts
of those who would convince me I’m unworthy
and – I agree…
I’m unworthy of all You’ve been to me –
my Savior, my Friend, my Light in the darkness
the reason I believe, whatever comes, whatever battles
I must face, I can still hear Your voice, the grace
dissolving all my tears, all my fears, all those years
of doubt and disillusion, utter confusion…
As I sip my herbal tea, the beauty of Your light
reflected in me as I breathe…
through the silent tear, through the breathless fear
assurance that You’re always here, always near
and I know Your forgiveness outweighs all my worries
Your love overshadows the shadow of doubt
Your grace makes a way through the shame
Your light is always offering me second chances,
A second chance, a chance to see
beneath the bitter, to the wonder, the gentle, the sweetness
of a love that will never leave me or forsake me,
a love that always makes a way for me,
a love that I’ve always prayed for,
a love that is Your gift to me
a love that is endless
a love that so tremendous
that I never stop praising –
because God, You’re so amazing!!!
I sip my herbal tea
and, between you and me
I see that there will always be
a hope that brings such sweet peace
a hope that is beyond reason
a hope that is brighter than the sun
it reveals just how love has assuredly won!
Leaving heavenly throne to reach-out mankind, the Messiah bore the status of condescension: His birth in the Bethlehem manger brought to Earth’s calendar a divine milestone, while glorious angelic choir and awed shepherds welcomed His babyhood.
offering love’s best
incarnation triumphant
eternal life reigns
Servant-leadership --- Christ exemplified as He ministered with mercy’s optimized best: healing the sick, feeding the multitudes, quickening the dead, forgiving the repentant, pronouncing beatitudes, drawing humanity nigh to the Almighty.
utmost caring shown
compassion indeed at work
blissful selflessness
Falsely accused with blasphemy unpardonable, betrayed by intimate companions, indicted to pay sins’ penalty, Jesus bore the cross to Calvary, giving up the ghost to reconcile sinners to the holy Creator: freeing those who trust Him from iniquities’ condemnation, assuring them heaven’s security, and granting peace so blissful.
grace and justice met
redemption truly fulfilled
blest crucifixion
Entombed, verily secured; yet after three days of burial, the Saviour rose amidst guarding soldiers manifesting His omnipotence: mighty wonder proving His expertise in impossibilities, miraculous act only the Sovereign can do and marvelous magnificence against vanity of temporal existence.
power over grave
resurrection smiting death
hope of believers
Heeded toward the Father above, the Lord entrusted the Great commission-fruition to His church: to build lives, spread His love, exalt His name through the Holy Spirit’s guidance, gearing, guarding, and girding while advancing His kingdom*.
pursuits accomplished
ascension so jubilant
to come again soon
*Matthew 28:19-20 Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen.
September 2, 2020
1st place, "Let the Pens Flow - Haibun" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Jenish Somadas; judged on 9/16/2020.
This is featured in the book, PS: It's Poetry: An anthology of contemporary poetry from around the world. Paperback – November 27, 2020 by Arczis (Author), PoetrySoup (Author)
Down I go.
On the paths of sheol again.
The rewards of death; my hands regain.
The wheels of the plow of righteousness; i forgot to maintain.
Being led into the desert,
I stagger like one under the influence.
All the while blinded by momentary pleasures.
A walk through the arid land with cold lifeless walls as my compass.
*Surely I have lost it*
These words my mind kept a fix on.
Regurgitating it while the devil's counsel slowly seeped in.
A 'sound advice', like Job's wife, the devil gave.
Urging me to totally quit.
A sweet ballad he played into my ears.
Telling me to embrace hedonism as my new religion.
For I would surely fail in living a perfect life.
He gave me examples.
Yes.
*Your righteousness is as s filthy rag before God*
The accuser of the brethren quoted this scripture for me.
I countered.
Reminding him that self righteousness accounted as sin before God.
Telling him of the uptmost essence of the Jesus's death and grace in salvation.
"No one is perfect"
These words the devil said in retort.
Quoting a popular quip which gave leeway for people to sin.
In despair,
I tried to counter.
For my Christian walk was filled with inconsistent up and down moments.
Like a touchlight with a failing battery,
The light of Christ within me flickered.
HE then came back.
Like a sharp clack amidst deep silence,
I heard His words.
That piercing word of life that erupted joyful tears in me.
For I was a washed out version of my former self.
*My grace is sufficient for you.*
*You have an advocate before the father who pleads your case.*
These words Jesus spoke to me in reply to the devil's condemnation.
*Look unto Jesus the author and finisher of your faith...*
This charge He gave me to cleanse me of all adulteration.
*There is therefore now no condemnation to them who are in Christ Jesus*
This fact He quoted to free me from all allegations.
*Seek ye first the kingdom of God and its righteousness...*
These words He gave to guide my future aspirations.
Once more I cling to the cross.
An abandonment of my fling with death.
A willing stone in the sling of Christ Jesus.
Ready to earn new trophies to bring to His feet.
Laying them down as He calls me a king too, being a joint heir with Jesus.
#Bashorun
June nineteenth one hundred and fifty years ago
Juneteenth hint: three hundred
and sixty six days
after eighteen sixty four.
Major General Gordon Granger
led the Union Soldiers to Galveston, Texas,
to announce the end of the Civil war
and the freedom of all enslaved people.
Jim Crow sat perched
over the event horizon
waiting in the wings,
which brought darkened
(non-sheltering) skies
not only for the hot pocket
of suddenly emancipated
persons of color,
who would subsequently experience
immense prejudice
upon their embarkation
as (no pun intended)
"masters" of their own selves
while attempting to eke out a living
dirt poor, yet resourceful
hunkering down on plantations,
which property eminent domain
of federal government,
(a political entity
characterized by union
of partially self-governing provinces,
states, or other regions),
whereby said body electric
codified, fortified, and indemnified
manifest destiny, a phrase
coined in 1845, the idea
that United States destined—
by God advocates believed—
to expand its dominion
and spread democracy and capitalism
across the entire North American continent.
Though institution of slavery
supposedly rendered null and void
at the stroke of a pen
(courtesy Abraham Lincoln)
well actual legislation
passed by Congress on January 31, 1865,
and ratified on December 6, 1865,
the 13th Amendment abolished slavery
in the United States.
Nevertheless merciless abuse
heaped upon the *****
despite their legal status
being Granted leeway
to persevere life, liberty
and pursuit of happiness.
Recognition as equal brethren
among collective soul of American
fraught with bitter aversion,
condemnation, and ejaculation
of physical and verbal violence
against people of color,
whose melanin enriched complexion
birthrights rendered hidebound
severely limited
inalienable rights as declared
in Declaration of Independence,
now still utter abhorrence
regarding treatment
of those proud enterprising people,
whose once storied
African past left in tatters
leaving sparse threads
woven together by diligent dogged research
nsync with twenty first century technology
to allow, enable and provide opportunity
to stitch together a more complete tapestry
and spiritual fusion with shackled ancestors.
December 24 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Revelation 9-10
Key Verse– Revelation 10:7 But in the days of the voice of the seventh angel, when he shall begin to sound, the mystery of God should be finished, as he hath declared to his servants the prophets.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY FINAL DAYS’ FINISHER
Lord God, You are my final days’ Finisher with Your eternity’s key
that unlocks me from hell’s bottomless pit
Thank You for opening to me heaven so gloriously lit
So that I can come out from condemnation with Your salvation exit
Toward obeying Your commandments’ writ.
Lord God, You are my final days’ Finisher with Your eternity’s key
that unseals me from worldliness’ torment
Thank You for freeing me from carnal allurement
So that I can involve myself in Your ministry engagement
Toward holy achievement with Your loving fulfillment.
Lord God, You are my final days’ Finisher with Your eternity’s key
that unveils me from death’s gruesome pain
Thank You for revealing to me Your majestic kingship reign
So that I can behold Your resurrection of faith’s gain
Toward following You along servanthood-terrain.
Lord God, You are my final days’ Finisher with Your eternity’s key
that unlocks me from transgressions’ deceitfulness
Thank You for guiding me from iniquities’ slaying wickedness
So that I can join Your army of prayer warriors, fighting sinfulness
Toward triumphing over self-exaltation business.
Lord God, You are my final days’ Finisher with Your eternity’s key
that unplugs me from fire of vanity
Thank You for healing me of my carnality-caused infirmity
So that I can rest in Your power, repenting with sincerity
Toward worshipping You with humility.
Lord God, You are my final days’ Finisher with Your eternity’s key
that uncovers me from clouds of doubt
Thank You for setting me upon Your pillars of grace in my righteousness-bout
So that I can testify about Your goodness with praise-shout
Toward standing for Your truth along my steward route.
Lord God, You are my final days’ Finisher with Your eternity’s key
that unloosens me from grip of evil mystery
Thank You for asserting to me Your clear victory
So that I can vanquish ignorance and folly’s misery
Toward sharing Your triumphant Gospel story.
When challenged to ponder about inventory of survival-status
my mind succumbs toward sublime intellectual deconstruction
yet conquering spirit emerges to prevail with blissful glow
for triumphant testimony, exposing meaningful existence.
Analysis of faith’s wholeness
Exposes my vain worthlessness
Humbling me to seek God of grace
Completing me with love’s embrace.
When confronted vis-à-vis my understanding about the Almighty
with this vital spiritual question, "Do you really know God?
my predicament regarding the divine was then put into the crucible
an encounter that has become a milestone in my faith venture…
Faith-inquiry for the first time
Awakened my soul with blest chime
While pointed to God Who’s the way
The truth, and life I must obey.
When invited to a Bible study “to know the Lord all the more”
I declined many times being settled with my religious status
asserting that I believed in God, having been raised going to church
with parents and home, considered as good and well.
Bible study of faith-venture
By God’s prodding midst love-gesture
Did lead me to His gracious heart
And through trust, never to depart.
When I acceded to the spiritual endeavour expounding Who God is
I learned from the Scriptures His testimonies, precepts, and statutes
as well as His grace, mercy, and compassion, power and wisdom
that define and describe HIM as the Lord, and distinguish HIM as the Saviour.
Scriptures indeed exalt God’s name
Expressing what His truths proclaim
Granting me peaceful pardon peace
Thus, my skepticism did cease.
When I responded to the Holy Spirit’s gentle working
my soul received the promised life eternal offered by Jesus Christ
along His assured genuine freedom from iniquities’ condemnation
setting me toward heavenly abode along victorious journey.
Fortified faith upheld by God*
Ascends along His guiding rod
While Him I praise, thank, and worship
Serving Him through sweet partnership.
*Jude 1:25 To the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen.
February 10, 2022
3rd place, "Pick-A-Title, Vol 28- A Deconstruction" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Edward Ibeh; judged on 2/13/2022.